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Without a Name, what are we?

Poetry By: SkarlettStone

Tags: Love

I haven't seen him in a year, and yesterday I ran across him. I'm thoroughly sure I love him.

Submitted:Mar 3, 2010    Reads: 46    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Friends will come,

And friends will go,

But certain people stick to your soul.

I am in love with this life that I own,

I know you made me but it's time to let me go.

Stones and bricks break my bones double quick,

But I know you'll always love me.

I'm in love with this life that I own,

And you've become part of me.

I saw your face a day ago,

And for a moment I held onto you,

That moment turned into eternity the

Moment itself came into being.

It lives in my soul,

Burning in my mind,

And like a drug left me needing.

Your face again,

I need to see,

Without you I still am me,

But with you I am everything I can be.

All of this love for you,

Do you remember when you felt the same for me?


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